Short Tilled Poems

wingless passion earth bound life roots tilled ground ~ blossoms flowers newfound love...

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weeds bloom on tilled soil
for sweat stained ground teams with life
juggled balls in air

Long Tooth
May 12, 2016...

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Callous rows gone fallow
human touch embraced

Hate uprooted — Love replanted
tilled in Heaven’s grace

(Dreamdleep: February, 2024)
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The sun’s nightly journey
Down life’s long rambling road

The picked fields cleaned and tilled
The musky soil still warm

A farm-hand sleeps, dreaming
Of a distant lover...

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God to Us An Angel Sent

God to us an elegant angel sent;
Wherever we went were diligent;
Tilled and toiled;
Became spoiled;
Improve lives had been His intent.

Jim Horn...

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Prancing through the fields
Golden sunrays yield;
Raindrops…
Fall from the grayed ceil,
Cloudy teardrops wield,
Pained crops…
Soon to be fulfilled,
Nourished and then tilled;
Good Marks!...

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No secrets are kept in friendship
all with delight is shared
Life is tilled by time
Abounding love prevails.


This is the naani form : 4 lines with < 14-25> syllables
this one has 25 syllables...

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A nameless seed
Life’s riddle
Carelessly planted or tilled and cared
Patience eventually heard
An ugly weed, squeamish leaves
A fragrant flower, a painting
An oak tree, towering, majestic, wise
Like a mirror, patience always reveals a truth...

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not much about the De nada 																	   	puck pigeons peck the Morse coda 																 bogus devil cant 																		nothing hidden all revealed      																	a cappella slang bell tilled          																	 no shelta to rant...

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An empty grave and a holy coffin
a scent of a vampire’s soul
Leaving a smell of freshly tilled dirt
With an empty soul and broken heart
Thy flowers died long ago withered and without scent
Death was so sweet
and the Vampire has a taste of mortality by feeding off your soul
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Tilled me 
Tilled me 
Use cutlass
Use engines
I am in abundance
Use me as you will
But keep me 
Natural
Keep me organic
Plant plenty of tubers’
Plant plenty  of cereals
Plant plenty of bulbs
Plant plenty of suckers
Good harvest
You will have
Food at plenty
Natural food
Food for all....

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Today, I planted a seed.
Laboring to follow cycles decreed.
The fertile soil I tilled,
and the water I spilled;
Both blanket my treasure -
an anchor sprouting, I closely measure.
Taking root, it bears stem,
blooming to peak: a potent gem.
Now, the leaves broach to unfurl,
elevating dawn with a blossoming pearl....

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She seemed a bit shy sometimes but, deep inside
Carved this image her truth; parthenos genesis, in fertile soil...
Jezabel's gazing from afar envious these eyes, towards she ?
Chosen a garden tilled to bear new fruit; love's awaiting her queen
Resurrection time's promise once lost and she, the seed: bold their brush, golden....

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Rebirth glides -
a bee balm ballerina 
with dainty airs   
sails soft upon enchanted wisps
of Spirit’s blown kiss..
wandering a nectar network  
weaving amid shaggy blooms gilt-tilled..

a dancer in gold dust 
her slipper feet 
of light and peace
bring blessings of fruition
to wild-garden's frilly lavender fillies...

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Spirit Vessel Elegy by James Edward Lee Sr. 


Decayed lay the vessel, fill with rot;
Derailed and decomposed;
Tilled embalmed yet corpse not;
Dispose of spirit so rose;
It rises you see the truths-self is spies

Soars a Spirit so the Spirit never dies ;


9/19/23
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©...

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The rose, having
no-longer
place to go…
for even, outside the gardens,
the wild well knows
that beauty, uncultivated,
never grows….
One does not use
soil tilled
by a scalpel;
and bodies of
unborn
to fertilize…
such eyes
cannot blossom
(though the shape
of bulbs)
nor ever produce
for the nose
one fragrance
divinely
pleasing…....

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The rose, having
no longer
place to go…
for even, outside the gardens,
the wild well knows
that beauty, uncultivated,
never grows….
One does not use
soil tilled
by a scalpel;
and bodies of
unborn
to fertilize…
such eyes
cannot blossom
(though the shape
of bulbs)
nor ever produce
for the nose
one fragrance
divinely
pleasing…....

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STILL LIFE

They had drained away slowly
sound of hammers,
smell of fresh cut lumber,
voices of hope, chatter of children,
sweet aroma of fresh tilled fertile soil.

Children grown up,
parents grown old,
land grown tired and dry.
All that remains is
the drabness of parched wood
bleeding color on still life fields.


John G. Lawless
4/12/2015...

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It came in the night, the war
Of the same skies we prayed
Though we pled there came more
Appeals unheard, trust betrayed
Hope’s hope to be lost again
Our dignity’s pride lay bare
In the fields we tilled for grain
Our children all buried there
Our love, our peace was all taken
For what we ask, why oh God why?
How can faith be so forsaken?
By arrogance so gone awry!...

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The earth is now tilled
I pulled out the weeds
I then made some holes
Then threw in some seed

I looked to the sky
Then prayed for some rain
So flowers will grow
For beauty, to gain

The heavens had opened
Dark clouds all around
I ran for some shelter
The rain hit the ground

Much to my surprise
The flowers then grew
Miracles happen
I believe, do you?...

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Similar to a 
Gentle transition of electrical power 
Or 
A flash of lightning slamming into the mind 
Consciousness-rays permeates 
My body and mind 
Always and forever... 
When ground is tilled, 
Philosophies 
Religion 
Morality 
Anthropology 
And Sociology 
All unite into one harmonious whole. Given the task of assimilating all unauthorized assimilations
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Wordless were his words
Yet deeply they pierced
Strongly but softly
Yet fragile and tough
Just like nothing I had known
He tilled and tilled 
Until he built himself a throne

'Now who will crown me?'
He said
'No one will crown thee but me'
Came the voiceless voice
But the echoes lingered on 
Until the words were enthroned
And the throne made the words whole....

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To the treasury note i lost with
I was without exotic notes
Taught in hardened testaments for quote
And speak of troubles i would have
Save the bested efforts tilled by young
Haddingstone and young it was
Countered verse lustra’s bugs
From grand ire back long to nepal
She granted means
Leaving no measures
Destroyer of rain
Remover of wash
Sleeping sees
Ossian’s loss...

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Creating

If I create with a needle,
You are whispering in my ear,
“Punch here and close again,
Even and neatly, my dear.”

Without You I cannot bake a cake;
For all those You guided before,
Soil tilled, flour milled 
Hands and hands galore.

And when I create something 
Whether of beauty or amateur,
You created the joy it gives me,
Thank you, my God!

You I adore!...

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Abiding in quietude,
neither fear nor fortitude
manifest as thought tremors,
reflected by mind’s mirrors.

Each subtle urge thus distilled,
is by our soul presence tilled,
that heart be ever aglow,
joyous in staid stillness slow.

In timeless time, this deep calm
is graced by love’s healing balm;
a bliss mist pervades our form,
ushered by magnetism warm.

01-August-2022...

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